nodded rapidly, ready to agree to anything to have some part of his body back inside of her. But he reached up and touched his hand to her lips, painting them with their fluids. “I like it so much, I may keep you filled with my come. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” she sighed, her lips opening in an involuntary O when he carefully outlined them. He slipped his fingers inside of her mouth, and she closed around them, tasting both of them on his flesh.
His nostrils flared as he thrust the two fingers deeper, testing how far he could go with each push of his hand. With her hands tied, her options for seducing him into fucking her were limited, so she used her lips and teeth and tongue as best she could, sucking, licking, nibbling. He withdrew his fingers and dragged the wet digits over her mouth and chin to rest against the pulse beating in her throat. “Yeah. You’ll drink my come, won’t you, Sephie?”
“Oh yes.”
He cupped his hands over her breasts and massaged them almost roughly. “And you’ll wear it. I want to rub it into your skin, so I’m always on you, over you.”
Anything. She would agree to anything. Had she thought she lusted for him before? It was nothing compared to the arousal strumming through her now.
“And here…” He smoothed both hands down her body until they were resting right above her pussy. “Here, I’ll keep you filled all the time. Stuffed full of my cock.”
“Yes, oh please, Hades.”
“I love it when you say my name,” he muttered as he grasped his penis and led it to her opening. “Gets me hard every time, Sephie.”
He pushed inside of her, and they both gave a weighty sigh of relief. “How does that feel?”
“Thick.” He hit a particularly nice spot and she moaned. “Hard.”
“This hard, thick cock is yours, babe.”
For as long as she was here. No, she wouldn’t think of that, would appreciate what she had while she had it.
She realized he’d freed her hands, and she wrapped her arms around him, doing the same with her legs, using her heels to goad his pistoning hips on. She orgasmed quickly, and he fucked her through it, triggering smaller though no less satisfying orgasms.
She came back to herself when he reached his satisfaction, his body arching over hers, a rough groan escaping his lips. The hot jets of his come bathed her pussy, and she flushed, remembering his words. As his body slumped over hers, she was aware that she hadn’t lied to him. Being covered by Hades every day for eternity would be no hardship. Too bad she didn’t have that long.
Chapter Five
“Persephone?”
“Yes?” She glanced up from where she was scratching Bob’s head in front of the fire in the library. His hound was practically comatose in blissful happiness, its tongue hanging out in a doggy grin.
“I know we’re supposed to train this morning, but I need to take care of some matters around my kingdom.”
She frowned, her hand moving to Middle’s ears. That head remained rigid for barely a second before it bowed slightly and slitted its eyes in pleasure as her nails dug in.
Persephone appeared particularly fetching today. Her hair was pulled back in a simple updo, the curls tumbling down her back while small wisps clung to her cheeks. She’d learned to materialize her own clothes, which was both a blessing and a curse. Today she wore a simple cotton frock of pink and white, and the innocence of the dress was more arousing than the velvet and silk and lace gowns he’d given her. Something barbaric in his brain liked the sham innocence covering that supple and inventive body.
Down, boy.
Every now and again he idly considered that maybe she was part of some larger illicit plot against him. Though more than one ruler might have been toppled through sex, he was too tired of constantly suspecting everyone and everything. For now, he was going to enjoy this simple lust between them. Everything else could be sorted later.
“Where are you going?” she
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